Episode 90. Recommending an older brother (2)
The cook ate deliciously the food prepared by his mother, drank tea, and selected stories that his mother would enjoy listening to.
And there, he even said that Sang proposed a city council.
“Really… did you say it was a city council?”
“Yes, you said so. However, I politely declined because I still have something I want to do.”
“her! Wonhwa You are really great. You refused the city council?”
Hwabok was very surprised and asked.
“Yeah, I’m still young… I don’t want to be tied up in a place like that.”
“ha ha ha! He’s my little brother, but he’s really great. It means rejecting the offer. Ha ha ha ha!”
As the saying goes, parents are more happy than children when their children are successful.
“Hey, by the way, where did Boone hyung go?”
“Abun-ah passed the martial arts exam as the top performer and is now entering the training center.”
“ah! As expected, if you were my older brother, I thought you would be the chief. Then, what about your brother?”
The painter looked at the complexion of the painter and closed his mouth. Hwabok laughed bitterly when the painter stopped talking.
“Haha, I really don’t have the face to see you.”
“What about your face! My older brother’s skills are beyond that even after he becomes a manor.”
“Thank you for your words. I’ll have to try again next year or later.”
The happy atmosphere became a little gloomy.
The painter thought for a moment about the statue and the old family tree, and then opened his mouth.
“Brother, do you think you would like to work at the county office of Yeongcheon-hyeon instead of the county office of Cho-hyeon?”
“Prefectural office? Isn’t the past already over?”
“It is not a matter of the past. This time, there was a saying that there was a deficit in Yeongcheonseong and that talented people were selected. A few days ago, I also asked if there was anyone who could recommend him. If you don’t mind, I’ll try to make a recommendation.”
“In the missing position… will I be?”
“Young Chun-seong said that personal connections and skills are more important. So my older brother is enough!”
After talking, the painter glanced at his older brother or mother.
In fact, if your older brother’s naive personality or your mother’s opposite personality, you will definitely reject it.
But for some reason, the older brother hesitated, and the mother looked at the older brother like that.
“You say you put your skills first? If so, there’s no way it wouldn’t be our blessing.”
‘uh! What’s your mother doing?’
The fireman noticed that his brother had changed his mind a little because he failed in the past.
“you’re right. Anyway, my older brother’s skills are more than enough.”
The fireman spoke in an indirect manner so as not to hurt his brother’s pride.
“If they had eyes too, they would recognize Fu Yi’s skills.”
Then the mother put in a chooimsae.
“I think I will too, so I’m trying to make a recommendation. Brother, I will try it.”
“…..”
Even though the painter encouraged and the mother cheered, Hwa-bok couldn’t answer right away and looked worried.
The painter looked at his brother’s face and added a word that would make him aware of the reality.
“Hyung hyung, you have to help me. Only when my older brother does well can my family stand up. Me and Boon hyung are lacking a lot. So, brother, please give me some strength this time.”
When the fireman finished talking, the mother let out a long sigh on purpose.
“Come to think of it, I’m past the age of having grandchildren too.”
Only then did Hwabok shake off his worries and smile.
“Okay, mother. It’s a lot of trouble, but you’ll have to help me out. I will do my best not to disgrace your face this time. If that doesn’t work, I’ll try again next year.”
“Could that be? Even if hyung-nim doesn’t do it, those guys’ eyes are dynamic eyes.”
“I get it. But what about dynamics?”
“Frozen fish in the winter is called Dongtae. Haha…”
The painter felt better as the gloomy atmosphere disappeared and the faces of his brother and mother brightened.
‘Yes, it’s not because it’s my family, but when people like this rise to the top, the people feel comfortable. It has to be this time.’
* * *
When news of the fireman’s return was heard, Congressman Bong brought his niece Bun-ah.
“Beonah, say hello. He is the Hwabu councillor I have been talking about.”
“yes. nice to see you. Mr. Hwabu. I am Bun-ah from Sohyeon.”
“Nice to meet you. it’s a fire I heard from Congressman Bong that he wanted to become a lawmaker. Have you read the medical book?”
“Yes, I have read many medical books since a long time ago, and while Dr. Hwa was in Yeongcheonseong, I was learning basic herbal medicine and acupuncture from my uncle.”
“Yes, then it will be much easier to teach. Learn a lot in the future.”
“yes. I will give an example of being a disciple.”
When Buna suddenly knelt down and bowed, the painter nodded with a slightly puzzled expression.
“That’s right. You don’t have to bow like this… Oh, this is Oh Bo-da, who became my disciple before you. say hello.”
“I hope to go along well. Misinformation.”
“Yes. I wish you well too. Bourbon priest.”
Obo greeted with a slightly embarrassed expression.
If you become a disciple of a painter, you will become a priest to yourself. From medical books to acupuncture to how to distinguish medicinal materials. I felt like I was already ahead of myself.
“They are the same age, but Ohbo became a disciple first, so we must always follow the example of dealing with the death penalty.”
“yes.”
“He’s a sidewalk priest, but since we’re the same age, don’t treat him too carelessly. Be like friends, but be polite.”
“Your master.”
“Since we have a new disciple, we should have a welcome ceremony. Senator Bong. Do you know of an inn that serves good food around here?”
“Most of them are similar, but I heard that the Passenger Cup, which opened a few days ago, serves generous amounts of food. In fact, I’ve only heard about it from patients, but I haven’t been there yet.”
“Then let’s go to the passenger cup.”
The painter went to the Passenger Cup with Oh Bo, Buna, and Congressman Bong and looked at the two students who were still in an awkward relationship.
‘How do I get to know you?’
Suddenly, during my internship, I remembered the time when I practiced so intensely that my nose bleed.
There was a memory that the more the 2nd and 3rd year students craved, the stronger and stronger camaraderie was formed among the interns.
‘If I thought it would be difficult to get close with the atmosphere, I would have no choice but to roll it to the point where my nose would bleed.’
In fact, it is said that Buna read medical books and learned acupuncture, but even so, she is still a child. The same goes for the misinformation that he has recently started learning by following himself.
‘You have to roll for at least 10 years to be a proper doctor. Don’t strain yourself with trivial things from the start.’
However, contrary to the fireman’s wishes, the two began to fight for control of the steamer.
“I heard from your uncle that Brother Bo lives in Sochon Village?”
“huh.”
“It must be difficult to learn to write because there is no school in Sochon… Have you read any medical books?”
The fireman’s eyes could see that Ohbo’s face was distorted at the moment.
“Even if I don’t have a school, I can read. I haven’t been able to read a lot of medical books because I’ve been learning mostly through practice from my master… but I’ll read a lot from now on. By the way, did the priest sew some pig skins?”
“Why are you sewing pig skin?”
“ah! Now that I am acquainted with Master, I am not sure. Master is good at making needles, but if necessary, he stomps open and cuts the intestines. To perform such surgery, you need to know how to sew blood vessels or flesh, but you can’t practice with human flesh, so you practice with pork skin or blood vessels.”
“That’s right. I learned a lot about Master’s medicine from my uncle. You have to learn how to suture gradually.”
“Yes, I’ve sewed quite a few times, but of course I haven’t sewed human flesh yet. If there is anything you don’t know, don’t be afraid to ask.”
“yes. But the brother-in-law is the same as I am… He’s short.”
“I’m small, but I’m learning martial arts from my master, so I can’t compete with guys who are just fine.”
Obo lifted his long robe-like outerwear and showed the sword hanging from his waist. It was obtained from an assassin not long ago.
In an instant, Bunny’s eyes widened.
“Does Master Shi teach martial arts?”
“of course. Master may look a bit corrupt, but he’s a master who can lightly slice through a couple of arrows.”
“really?”
The conversation between the two seems friendly at first glance, but if you look inside, the will to break the opponent’s spirit in the beginning is flying like a flame.
The painter looked at the two and made up his mind.
‘As expected, I have no choice but to roll hard.’
* * *
“What! Jahong was kicked out of the face?”
“yes.”
“Ho ho ho ho ho….”
At that moment, Cho Seol’s mouth exploded with a prison sentence.
Although it has not been long since Choseol entered Haomen, he was recognized by the leadership and rose to an important position where he could know various things in the defeated country.
It is now widely known among Haomen’s disciples that she shows great interest in the cooker’s work, so when something happens to the cooker, it goes straight to her ears.
She was very sorry when the painter was imprisoned in Yeongcheonseong, and when he was recognized for his active work, she was happy as if it were her own work.
Of course, the prison guard there happened to be Hao Mun’s disciple, so she tried not to show off, but that was all she could do as she had no power.
That’s when I heard it.
The painter went to the kibang thanks to the courtesy of the late Gaju and was even served by Ja-hong.
I was jealous when I heard that, but I felt very happy when I heard that Ja-hong was kicked out after being beaten up.
“What kind of person is Congressman Amhwa, and there’s no way he would accept such a mischievous bitch.”
“What a great thing. That’s right, he’s a man. My sister said that when she talks about Hwabu, it sounds like she’s talking about Seo-Bang, who left the house.”
“How can you compare Congressman Hwabu to the West who left home? He is the lifesaver who saved me when I was just waiting to die.”
“Isn’t that benefactor worthless?”
“Why is there no selfishness? But a bitch like me just watches.”
“Oh, this unnie, even if you put bean pods on your eyes, you put them on tightly.”
“…..”
“By the way, isn’t Hong Wol-lu a bit strange?”
When Choseol did not deny it, Myeongseon changed the subject of the story.
“What is strange?”
“Lu Ju of Hongwolru is definitely our Haomun’s disciple, but while giving the trivial information that the Hwabu congressman kicked out the gisaengs, he steals away what the old man’s hand, the man named Qing, said. Of course, this once, I won’t doubt it, but so far, everything related to the head of the household is useless.”
Myeongsun’s words made Choseol a little surprised.
“Now that I see it, Myeongseon-ni, you have a good touch.”
“What is the chok… but did you already know that Hongwueru is strange?”
“I wouldn’t have called me what you were thinking.”
“You did.”
“So when I reported it to the higher ups, they were already suspicious and watching.”
“ah! is it so. Somehow… But then what kind of trick is Hongwollu up to?”
“I don’t even know if that’s the case. It just means that if you’ve been watching from above for a long time, you’re not going to be an ordinary Giru.”
“If it’s not an unusual giru, what kind of power do gisaengs have?”
“I don’t know the power, but we’re not ordinary either.”
“ah! Then Hongyueru may also be an organization that collects information from some group.”
“There is a possibility. More than anything…”
Choseol paused for a while before saying.
“I didn’t know this time either, but it seems there are quite a few of them here and there.”
“yes? why?”
“I don’t know. However, the above also saw it as a rather dangerous omen.”
“Is it dangerous? how?”
“I’m trying to figure out their identities from above, but I can’t seem to figure out what they really are yet.”
“From my sister’s point of view… maybe they are a very large organization.”
“Yeah. I think so.”
A dark cloud settled over Choseol’s face.
I didn’t talk to Myeong-seon, but as I gathered information from here and there, I came to know how the world worked little by little, but the signs were not good.
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